THE STONE - Dave Matthews Band
Oh, I’ve been praying
For some way to show them I’m not what they see
Yes I have done wrong
But what I did I thought needed be done
I swear
Come, my friends. - Ulysses by Alfred, Lord Tennyson
‘T is not too late to seek a newer world.
Push off, and sitting well in order smite
The sounding furrows; for my purpose holds
To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths
Of all the western stars, until I die.
It may be that the gulfs will wash us down;
It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles,
And see the great Achilles, whom we knew.
Tho’ much is taken, much abides; and tho’
We are not now that strength which in old days
Moved earth and heaven, that which we are, we are,—
One equal temper of heroic hearts,
Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will
To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.
